These things take time, love. These things take backbone.

More and more, I am learning the beauty of patience.
There’s something pretty grand about being able to take things as they come, one step at a time.
Life is this combination of moments preceding and following each other, overlapping and intertwining, complexly forming a depiction of who we are, where we’ve been, where we’re going.
You can’t rush this. There is no fast forward, and there’s no rewind. It’s just making the most of what you have, enjoying what you’ve had, and looking forward to what you’ll have.
They say patience is a virtue. Now, I don’t know about you…but that doesn’t tell me much. I know patience though. I understand it. Patience is soothing a shrieking baby after a week without sleep, trying to help them feel safe. Patience is answering a toddler’s questions, every why after why after why, without losing your temper. Patience is giving second chances, and third, fourth, to a friend. Patience is doing what you no longer want to do when it’s the hard thing to do, because you know it’s necessary…you know the profit is worth it.
Patience is a difficult thing, there’s no denying that. We all struggle with it. But I think in living, we get a little better. We learn to stay calm for a little longer. We understand that some things aren’t worth getting upset about. We accept that not only are we not perfect, but no one is perfect.
I’ll readily admit that there’s not a lot I know. And I still have a whole world to learn. But I happen to think the sharing of knowledge is a pretty good well to learn. I offer you some, you offer me some. We both come away with a better understanding of something, right?
So, there’s some aspect of your life–today–that demands patience. Breathe. Relax. Address the necessary concerns with a strength and determination that can only be admired. Be patient.